Hu Xiaotian said, "I wouldn't dare. By the way, do you still have that diagram I gave you last time, Miss Qin?" When he had explained appendicitis surgery to Qin Yutong, he had drawn a diagram of the relevant anatomy for her. Yet in the blink of an eye, it had ended up in Li Yuncong's hands. The matter had rankled ever since, and only today had he found an opportunity to ask.
At the mention of the diagram, a trace of guilt appeared in Qin Yutong's beautiful eyes. "I took it to consult my martial uncle," she said quietly. "It's still with him for now."
Learning that Meng Zizai was involved, Hu Xiaotian felt clouds of suspicion gather in his mind. Could Meng Zizai and Li Yuncong be in league? Otherwise, how had the diagram ultimately ended up in Li Yuncong's hands?
Thinking that Hu Xiaotian was angry over this, Qin Yutong said softly, "If that upset you, I'll go ask my martial uncle to return it right away."
Hu Xiaotian shook his head. "Forget it. It wasn't really a secret to begin with, and I never asked you to keep it confidential."
"It was my fault. I should have asked your permission first," Qin Yutong said. She accompanied Hu Xiaotian to the stables in the back courtyard, where Fang Fang and her father, Fang Zhitang, were already waiting. After the father and daughter had come to the Heavenly Mystery Hall seeking treatment, its master, Ren Tianqing, had taken pity on their plight. Seeing how bright and quick-witted Fang Fang was, he had accepted her as a disciple. Fang Zhitang had also stayed on as the hall's bookkeeper. Thus, the two had settled down and no longer had to endure the hardship of singing in the streets for a